Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart



"Well, it did happen." Instead of exposing her lie, Beitang You said, "Girls nowadays are so bold they can even stare openly at a man's body."

Yaoyao blurted, "I didn't even see anything. You were still wearing trousers at that time."

Beitang You stopped short, then smirked at her. "You finally admitted it."

Yaoyao turned red, only then realizing that she had been tricked into admitting that she was the culprit.

"Aren't you supposed to take responsibility for me?" Beitang You looked at her playfully.

"Why should I? I didn't even see anything," Yaoyao retorted. She had only gotten a glimpse of his upper body, nothing else—if she had to take responsibility for him just because of that, she would be the one getting the short end of the stick!

"What else did you want to see?" Seeing how flustered she was, Beitang You decided to tease her.

Regaining her composure, Yaoyao shot back defiantly, "I was already going to leave that day—you were the one who stopped me and told me to prepare water for your bath, so can you blame me for seeing your body? I didn't ask to, you know. Besides, your lower body was fully clothed, so I didn't get to see anything."

Beitang You narrowed his eyes as he pounced on her mistake. "So you're saying that if I hadn't worn anything, you'd have willingly seen my whole body?" Once the words left his mouth, heat spread over his cheeks, and his fingers dug into his palms. This girl was actually thinking of looking at his…

"What else could I do in that situation?" Yaoyao argued volubly. "Besides, you're a man. You don't lose anything even if I saw your body—I'm the one with the short end of the stick."

Beitang You gritted his teeth in exasperation. "Only my future wife can look at my body—I have no intention of letting any other woman see it. But now you have, and not only do you refuse to take responsibility, you even make sarcastic comments. Don't you think I'm the one losing out here?"

Yaoyao was utterly defeated by his argument, which claimed that she had taken great advantage of him, and she felt a tinge of shame amid her frustration.

Looking at the demanding man, she asked weakly, "What do you want, then?"

"I don't want anything. However, it's true that you saw my body and seized the right that should have belonged to my wife. What do you think should be done?" Beitang You sighed, his tone woeful. 

Yaoyao, "..."

She cleared her throat. "I don't think it's that serious…"

"It's not serious to you because you're not in my shoes—you're the one who got the upper hand." Beitang You cocked an eyebrow, amusement hidden in his eyes.

Yaoyao was indignant. "I didn't see anything, really." To prove that she had not taken advantage of him, she could not help adding, "There wasn't much to see, anyway, so don't make yourself out to be the victim." 

Beitang You narrowed his eyes. "If there wasn't much to see, why were you ogling my body just now?"

Yaoyao, "..."

She had not expected him to catch her peeking at him, and she immediately flushed in embarrassment.

"Don't slander me." Meeting his knowing gaze, she flushed and replied unconfidently. 

Beitang You suddenly regarded her intently through narrowed eyes. "Are you interested in my body?"

Yaoyao widened her eyes. "What on earth are you saying?"

"It's fine. If you want to look…" Beitang You's lips quirked suggestively.

"No, I don't!" Yaoyao shook her head vigorously in embarrassment. Although she was terribly curious about the structure of the male anatomy, an open invitation like this was just too mortifying for her.